Yan Zhongyi scolded coldly: "So you deliberately murdered your own sister. Do you know that this is a crime?"
Qiao Xiang nodded, no longer timid, but smiled and said: "I know, if He Hao hadn't appeared, I might have been bullied by them forever.
On the day of registration for the first grade of junior high school, Qiao Yi's appearance attracted the attention of the whole class. Although I had the same face as her, no one was interested in me.
When He Hao came in from outside the classroom, our eyes met and he smiled at me very politely.
That was the first time I felt respected, and He Hao’s name was engraved in my heart.
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